 | William Shakespeare - 1788 - 466 страници
...sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy...and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours I There is, betwixt that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1790 - 614 страници
...under me; and now has left me, Weary, and old withfervice, to the mercy Of a rude ftream, that muft for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of this world,...hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that fmile we would afpire to, That fweet afpeci of princes, and their ruin 1 , More pangs and fears than... | |
 | George Alexander Cooke - 1802 - 304 страници
...mint for ever hide me. Vain pomp, and glory of the world, I hate ye ! 1 feel my heart new-op'd. O hmv wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes favours....There is betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That swrtt aspect of princes, and their ruin, J1'ire panl;s ami fears than wars or women have ; And when... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1803 - 426 страници
...sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke tinder me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy...and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 548 страници
...a sea of glory; But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy...and glory of this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new open'd: O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours! There is, betwixt that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1804 - 80 страници
...sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high•blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy....and glory of this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 434 страници
...sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy...and glory of this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1805 - 408 страници
...sea of glory; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me, Weary, and old with service, to the mercy...and glory of this world, I hate ye; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1806 - 510 страници
...sea of glory ; But far beyond my depth : my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me. Weary, and old with service, to the mercy...and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd : O, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that... | |
 | 1806 - 408 страници
...sea of glory. But far beyond my depth ; my high-blown pride At length broke under me ; and now has left me> Weary, and old with service, to the mercy...and glory of this world, I hate ye ; I feel my heart new open'd. Oh, how wretched Is that poor man, that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that... | |
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This many summers in a sea of glory, But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride At length broke under me and now has left me, Weary and old with service, to the mercy Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me. Vain pomp and glory of this world, I... 
